Chapter 9: Get out of the palace
Nangong Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his gloomy gaze fell on the silver ticket of five thousand taels, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became unpredictable.
He approached Yu Molan step by step, surrounded by a cold aura, but Yu Molan was calm and did not have the slightest fear.
Suddenly, her chin was pinched by Nangong Jing, and Yu Molan snorted in pain, this perverted prince!
The man gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think King Jing's Mansion is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
Yu Molan didn't struggle, she looked at Nangong Jing calmly, and refuted word by word.
"The woman and the prince are fair, the prince does not abide by the contract and does not trust the people's daughter, so there must be no need for the people's daughter to be a teacher for the warm children, the people's daughter takes the initiative to break the contract, compensate the silver taels, and return to the market."
Back to the market?
Nangong Jing was about to explode, and Nuan'er's soft and glutinous voice came from her ears, "Mother, eat." β
The child's eyes were shining, like a crystal clear grape, and he couldn't understand the conversation between the two of them, so he wanted to pull Nangong Jing away from Yumolan.
Nangong Jing, who was on guard, instantly became soft, looked at Nuan'er's little face, pushed Yu Molan when he withdrew his hand, and immediately bent down and hugged Nuan'er in his arms.
"Go and get the Imperial Doctor."
I don't know what Yu Molan, a woman, eats Nuan'er, which makes the little child so addicted!
The housekeeper who was standing next to him immediately responded when he heard this, and he went to find the imperial doctor.
Nangong Jing didn't even glance at Yu Molan, and the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, "Wait for the Tai Doctor to finish examining Nuan'er and before it is intact, you will get out!"
A quarter of an hour later, the imperial physician who was invited reported truthfully: "Lord Wang, there is no problem with the county lord's body, and the diet is also adjusted according to the county lord's current physical condition. β
Nangong Jing let out a deep sound, "Get out!" β
"The folk girl retired."
Yu Molan is neither humble nor arrogant, when she walked to the middle of the courtyard, she was blocked by Mama Li, and Mama Li handed Yu Molan a cloth bag.
"Jade girl, this is the silk thread you asked me to buy for you."
Yu Molan opened the bag and confirmed that it was what she wanted, so she thanked her.
Then he and Chen Ling returned to the dilapidated house where they lived before.
Nangong Jing was puzzled, so he asked Mama Li twice, "What line?" β
"Back to the prince, it is the best Shu embroidered silk thread."
Nangong Jing is cold, a woman who was thrown out by her family since she was a child and grew up in a poor countryside, she can justifiably lose him 5,000 taels and buy such expensive silk threads.
Isn't Prime Minister Yu playing a new trick?
His fists clenched unconsciously, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger, so don't blame him for counting the old and new hatreds together!
"Steward Zhao, send someone to follow that woman!"
"Yes, lord."
Nuan'er's soft little hands slapped his chest with teeth and claws, and when she saw Yu Molan leaving, she howled and cried again, Nangong Jing had no choice at all, closed her hot eyelids and handed Nuan'er to Xu.
In the ordinary night, a gust of wind struck, and two shadows quickly followed behind Yu Molan......
Chen Ling was unable to move, and by the time Yu Molan placed her on the bed, Yu Molan already had a layer of fine and dense sweat on her forehead.
"Mo Lan, don't worry about me, my legs are already like this, and it's a drag to follow you, you ......"
Before Chen Ling finished speaking, Yu Molan interrupted her, "Take care of your body, make money together after you are well, and accompany me to redeem the Linxiu Pavilion." β
"Buckleβ"
The knock on the door ended the conversation between the two, and Yu Molan tensed all over, and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?" β